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Wheelie bins. France. Fuck-ups.
There, the person who looks at this site every morning at around 9am after doing a Google search on "reidski" will no doubt be happy now, I suppose. Whoever you are, can you either comment or fuck off?
Anyway, back to the issue at hand. Aren't there some weird, wonderful and very sad stories about wheelie bins around? Try this one and the bizarre and rather scary thought that we are all being spied upon. Of course, that stupid Tory cunt Andrew Pelling gets rather confused about the issue and brings the Soviet Union into the argument for some strange reason, but we'll ignore him and concentrate on the rest of it.
And there is also a far from funny one about a wheelie bin fire here, a tragic story indeed. Poor wee lad.
And we find an example from this wheelie bin story about the dangers faced by Britain's firefighters, not from fires but by young neds. Must be tempting to give lads like this a right kicking.
And has anyone came across a more peculiar habit than sniffing wheelie bins? Read about it here - obviously very strange people up in Teesside!
*Carter The Unstoppable Sex Machine
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4 Comments:
Wheelie bins: you're not being at all provocative are you?!!
Lisa - me being provocative? Never :-)
Bonjour, Monsieur Reidski:
Je voudrais to fuck off maintenant.....casiers de wheelie, hmmmmmmm
Marc - you fucking what, mate?
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